If I let you stay in Lingnan, how could you become the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty?

Chapter 1 Come on, keep playing music and dancing!
"Father, I miss you all the time in Lingnan..."

Having written this, Li An suddenly stopped.
After pondering for a moment, he crossed out the entire line of words with a stroke of his pen.

"Father, life in Lingnan is difficult. Not only is there miasma everywhere and plague is rampant, but there are also packs of tigers and wolves in the mountains and fields, and there is very little arable land!"

"People work hard for a year, but the income from their fields is often very limited, so that the tax revenue is only one-third of the total!"

"I have been in Lingnan for three years. Although I have worked hard every day, I am powerless. Today, the people of Lingnan are still in rags and pale! Every time I see this, my heart aches and I lose my appetite..."

When Li An wrote this, his brows slightly frowned and a sad expression appeared on his face.

It seemed that he was also brought into the situation he set...

"My king, why are you so sad? Eat a lychee."

The two slender and plump beauties beside him saw Li An's sad expression and immediately walked behind him, gently waving their silk fans.
One of them clenched her fist and gently hit him on the back.

One of them quickly picked up a lychee from the porcelain bowl with his delicate and white hands, peeled it and put it into Li An's mouth.

Waves of orchid-scented powder scent drifted to Li An's nose along with the silk fan and jade hands.

It made him feel a little itchy.

"You guys should leave first. I am writing a letter to my father!"

Li An ate the lychees and enjoyed a back massage, but then he drove the two beauties away with a look of disgust on his face.

Now is not the time for indecent acts!
He was racking his brains to write a letter to his father in this life, Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty!

It is said that the highest level of deception is to deceive yourself.

I had just finally fallen into the miserable situation I had created, and my sad emotions were about to overflow into my writing.

As a result, after being mixed up with these two beauties, the only scent in my nose was the scent of their makeup.
Where is there any sadness or suffering!

Thinking of this, he turned to look at Ye Zhun, the chief historian of the palace:

"Chief Secretary, it has been raining heavily this summer. How is the harvest?"

Ye Zhun immediately bowed and crossed his hands and replied:

"Your Majesty, although the summer harvest this year has been rainy, fortunately you have sent people to observe the weather and sea winds, so that the people can harvest the crops in time before the typhoons and rainstorms arrive. So not only is there no poor harvest this year, but each acre of land has yielded one more bushel than in previous years!"

Hearing this, Li An couldn't help but grin.

Before we know it, it’s another bumper year.

It really is……

How can I pour out my grievances to my father?

While thinking about this, his subordinate wrote:
"This year, the typhoon hit suddenly, and the people were caught off guard, so the yield from the farmland was only 30% of that in previous years. Seeing the suffering of the people, I couldn't bear to collect the land tax, but seeing the government warehouses empty, I often felt like crying but couldn't shed tears..."

Having written this, he turned to look at the captain Feng Lang standing beside him:

"Captain Feng, have there been any local chieftain intrusions recently?"

Feng Lang, who was wearing black armor and looked strong and sturdy, frowned and thought for a long time, then crossed his hands with a serious expression:

"My Lord, I really don't have any!"

"Since the king launched the spring offensive this year, the Baiyue tribes have been beaten and fled, and most of them have surrendered and no longer dare to easily invade Lingnan and plunder Han people."

"The remaining few who refused to surrender have already retreated to the dangerous places deep in the fog and miasma, and dare not show their heads at all!"

Hearing this, Li An lowered his head and continued writing in the letter:

"Father, the Baiyue people live together in Lingnan, and the land is full of barbarians. These people eat raw meat and drink blood, and are lawless. They are also uneducated and often gather together to invade various places in Lingnan and plunder people..."

At this time, Ye Zhun glanced at it quietly, and saw the words on the letter, but couldn't help but curl his lips:

"Your Majesty, every time you write to the Emperor, you describe Lingnan as being so miserable. Will the Emperor believe it?"

Depend on!
Hearing his words, Li An almost cursed out loud.

Although Lingnan is thousands of miles away from Chang'an, the emperor is far away.

But a monthly letter home is still necessary.

If I don't write to the emperor for a long time, I'm afraid he might really forget me and then confer the title of King of Lingnan on me. But if I write too often and express my longing too earnestly,
Maybe the emperor will really soften his heart and take me back to Chang'an!

This goes against Li An’s original intention!

According to Li An's idea, he would write a letter to his cheap father from time to time, which would be in line with filial piety and would not allow the emperor to find any fault with him.

But we can’t speak too highly of Lingnan!
Otherwise, even if His Majesty the Emperor was greedy for a moment and imposed additional taxes on Lingnan!
Those princes who usually fight openly and secretly and are constantly in internal strife might become jealous and try to trip him up in secret.

That's bad!
He had been in Lingnan for three years and had finally managed to transform this remote southern area, once plagued by miasma and infested with barbarians, into a place where the land became fertile, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the barbarians dared not invade.

What if the emperor is so pleased that he really transfers him back to Chang'an and sends someone else to pick the peaches and take advantage of the situation?

Then all his work would be in vain!

Moreover,
How could he stay in Chang'an?
Who is Li Shimin?

He was a ruthless man who killed his own brothers during the Xuanwu Gate Incident, and later killed his own son and deposed several princes!

It is said that being with a king is like being with a tiger.

If I, the prince, go back, wouldn't that be like walking into a tiger's mouth!

After all, he is a top student who is well-versed in history and graduated from university.

When he traveled back to the Tang Dynasty and became the prince Li An, he immediately asked his father for permission to go to Lingnan to guard the area.

The reason why they came to Lingnan, which was considered a remote and poor place and a place of exile in the eyes of the people of the Tang Dynasty, was because this place was far enough away from Chang'an and no one cared about it.

In this way, he can develop himself and manage the territory here well.

Now Lingnan has been tamed by him and the land is fertile, the people are wealthy, and he has tens of thousands of strong soldiers. As long as his father doesn't worry about it, he can live a peaceful and stable life here.

Write letters boasting about achievements, let everyone think about Lingnan, and then be summoned back to Chang'an by an imperial edict, to accompany that ruthless father day and night, and also be on guard against several prince brothers who are eyeing the throne and ready to fight internal wars at any time?
Isn't that a disease?

It's definitely a serious illness!

"Master! You don't know this!"

Li An sighed, but pointed to the north with a somewhat smug expression:
"The more I make Lingnan miserable, the less people will care about our little piece of land. My father will also feel pity and refuse to increase taxes. My brothers will also forget about me and devote themselves wholeheartedly to the grand cause of fighting for the throne."

"This way, we can live in peace!"

Hearing this, Ye Zhun couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

This Sixth Prince must be suffering from some kind of paranoia!

If someone has only made three points of contribution, we will praise him as ten points.

You are so nice!

Every time you hide it, afraid that others will know that you manage Lingnan so well!
Thinking of this, Ye Zhun felt that as the chief historian of the palace, he had an obligation to advise Li An, so he said earnestly:
"Your Majesty, you have done a lot of good things in Lingnan with your hard work. You should report your achievements to the emperor so that everyone in the world will know about them and the emperor will commend you..."

"stop!"

Li An looked disdainful:
"What's the use of commendation? Can I eat or drink it? Even if the emperor is happy, he will reward me with some gold, silver and jade, and I can live happily here alone, okay?"

As he spoke, Li An raised his middle finger to Ye Zhun, giving him an incomprehensible international gesture, and then turned to look at the beauty he had just driven aside:

"Come on, cheer for this king!"

The two beauties who had just been driven away were pouting and sulking, but when they heard the king's call, they immediately smiled and walked over with lotus steps.

The sound of string music plays, the beauty starts dancing, in her colorful clothes and feathered robes, she moves like a fairy!
Ye Zhun, however, shook his head beside him:

"Your Majesty, you drink and have fun every day. This is not what a wise king does!"

"Depend on!"

Li An was so annoyed by this old antique that he slammed the table:
"I have worked hard for three years to run Lingnan. Can't I enjoy myself?"

After saying this, he shouted to the beautiful musician who had stopped in front of him:

"Come on, keep playing music and dancing!"

(End of this chapter)